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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/15/2016 11:00:34 PM
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[b]He vanishes from his grasp and appears a few feet away. He turns to retreat, and the man can see something stuck to the back of his neck.[/b]
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[i]He slashes horizontally, a wave of fire produced by Ragnarok that comes sweeping towards the thing. Fenrir chases it, sword raised. This thing would [b]not[/b] infect, or take, any other beings of this world.[/i]
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[b]He dashes into the forest, flames licking the back of his coat as he disappears from sight.[/b]
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[i]Fenrir stood in the middle of the burning forest, letting the fire spread before he draws it back into the blade. Rain begins to pour as he looks up, his face softening to a sigh against the coming downpour. He looks back, walking off into the woods. The thing would turn up, and he would be there.[/i]
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[b]Hours pass, and the man finds a small cave to take shelter from the storm. Lightning arcs across the sky, the wind picking up speed and howling.[/b]
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[i]He entered, the water cool on his skin already before he entered the cave, and then growing cold as he went deeper. He ignited the flame, drying the clothes and warming himself up. Using it as a light, he proceeded deeper, sensing that his quarry was somewhere within.[/i]
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[b]Blood is smeared on the walls, and he steps on something fleshy as it squishes beneath his boots.[/b]
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[i]He doesn't have to look. He knows what it is. Though, why it was here, and what had brought it there was unknown. Whatever it was, it would need to be killed. And so, he continued into the cave, though his sword formed in his left hand.[/i]
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[b]As he continued on the cave opened up, and he sees the possessed man standing over a body. He raises his energy beam up, ready to strike the body. Fenrir can see the bug on the back of his neck. [/b]
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[i]He rushes, striking the edge of his hand on the bug, his hand burning hot.[/i]
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[b]The bug squirms as it dies, and The man lets out a scream as he falls backwards.[/b]
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[i]He approaches the man, placing his sword at the man's neck. He stopped there however. He would not kill the man, something told him not to. And so he waited, his sword at the man's neck, in a massive cave.[/i]
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[b]His eyes open, and he breaths heavily. He sees the blade at his neck, and looks at the man, asking a single question.[/b] "Who are you?"
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[i]Fenrir ignores him, squatting and picking up the bug by its head. He crushed the head, then showed the bug to the man.[/i] "[b]Do you know what manner of creature this thing is?[/b]"
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[b]He shakes his head[/b] "No I do not, but it is emitting a familiar presence."
